Aestrea stared at the panel for a long moment, his half-lidded eyes looking tired as usual.
"…Is that enough time to find Violet's mother… and consume the Dragon's Heart?" he murmured to himself.
Then, rummaging through the right pocket of his jacket, he pulled out a dark emblem with bold words written on it, and old blood clinging to the edges even now.
[Dark Order]
Aestrea stared at it for a few seconds before letting out a sigh.
"I hope I don't have to rely on this," he muttered, curling his fingers around the emblem before stuffing it back into his pocket.
『 Cleanse』
The air glowed for a while as the pool of blood vanished from existence, along with the blood on his sleeves.
Then, he stepped out of the room, just to be met with three women wearing maid outfits, each one of them looking both dangerous and elegant.
Their eyes lowered in unison as they bowed.
